To the wonderful, lovely, splendiferous reviewers;
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Demon who is a Geek; Doh, a deer, a female deer... Glad you like it. Did I forget to send you the Celandine picture?
And with thanks to TopazSoarhire, Rosemary the Rubix Cube, Subieko, and Beta Reader Daisy.
The Twerp Trio Sue left Fuchsia City early the next morning, heading north to 'Rosewood Village'. Celandine, to the delight of the newly formed Anti-Sue Brigade, was still wearing the purple Skitty hat and scowling viciously. Her five-inch stiletto heels made little holes in the dirt path.
"Aww, poor Celandine's in a bad mood." Vulpix said, making no attempt whatsoever to hide her glee. "I saw her this morning. She must be allergic to Poisonpowder, because she was throwing up everywhere. It was sort of gross."
Pikachu would have replied, but a bowl of tomato soup had just upended itself over his head. The entire world flickered, the sun and moon chasing each other across the sky until they became bright blurs. A few metres away, trees sprouted, grew, and finally withered to blackened husks in the space of a second. Staryu was buried under a mountain of Geodude plushies. Rocks shifted underfoot, creating a pit which Bulbasaurina promptly fell into. Togepi transformed into a Pidgey and back again. And with a final stomach-churning wrench, they were standing on a path far, far away.
Still trying to get the tomato soup out of his ears, Pikachu glanced behind them There was a distant splodge of green on the horizon; the forest they had been about to travel through. "What just happened?" he demanded finally.
Celandine turned to look at him, smirking horribly. "A week's journey, over in a heartbeat." she remarked. "You're doomed, Pikachu."
She sashayed away, apparently not realizing that most of her multicoloured hair had fallen out of her cap, and was now giving random Pidgeys heart attacks.
"Did anyone hear that? I've got soup in my ears." Pikachu asked his Elite Commandos.
"No, I'm still in this pit."
"No, I was trying to get these Geodude plushies off Staryu."
"I heard her! She said that she'd warped time and space so that a week-long journey took about ten seconds. Not that great, I can do that with my hands tied behind my back. It's just a matter of compressing..."
"Togepi, we all know you're the standard Uber-Powerful Time-Biding Pokemon. Shut up already."
Togepi subsided into annoyed silence, muttering something along the lines of 'When I rule the universe, you'll be sorry you said that.'
"If you're so powerful, why don't you fight Celandine?" Starmie demanded.
Togepi looked affronted. "And blow my cover? Never!"
Pikachu opened his mouth to say something very cutting and witty to Togepi. "Prepare for trouble!"
"Huh?"
"What was that?"
"What's Pikachu saying that for?"
"That wasn't me!" Pikachu snapped, mildly annoyed that his moment had been ruined. "Team Rocket must have arrived." 'Finally,' he added to himself.
"Uh, Pikachu? It's not Team Rocket." Vulpix said, leaping onto a treestump for a better view. "At least, it's not our Team Rocket."
"Our Team Rocket? What 'our Team Rock..." Pikachu began, scrambling up onto the treestump beside Vulpix. Black uniforms. Green and orange hair. Confident smirks. Oh, bugger.
Shortsandshirts; Aakkk! Milkshake! cowers and waves crucifix
Demon who is a Geek; Doh, a deer, a female deer... Glad you like it. Did I forget to send you the Celandine picture?
And with thanks to TopazSoarhire, Rosemary the Rubix Cube, Subieko, and Beta Reader Daisy.
The Twerp Trio Sue left Fuchsia City early the next morning, heading north to 'Rosewood Village'. Celandine, to the delight of the newly formed Anti-Sue Brigade, was still wearing the purple Skitty hat and scowling viciously. Her five-inch stiletto heels made little holes in the dirt path.
"Aww, poor Celandine's in a bad mood." Vulpix said, making no attempt whatsoever to hide her glee. "I saw her this morning. She must be allergic to Poisonpowder, because she was throwing up everywhere. It was sort of gross."
Pikachu would have replied, but a bowl of tomato soup had just upended itself over his head. The entire world flickered, the sun and moon chasing each other across the sky until they became bright blurs. A few metres away, trees sprouted, grew, and finally withered to blackened husks in the space of a second. Staryu was buried under a mountain of Geodude plushies. Rocks shifted underfoot, creating a pit which Bulbasaurina promptly fell into. Togepi transformed into a Pidgey and back again. And with a final stomach-churning wrench, they were standing on a path far, far away.
Still trying to get the tomato soup out of his ears, Pikachu glanced behind them There was a distant splodge of green on the horizon; the forest they had been about to travel through. "What just happened?" he demanded finally.
Celandine turned to look at him, smirking horribly. "A week's journey, over in a heartbeat." she remarked. "You're doomed, Pikachu."
She sashayed away, apparently not realizing that most of her multicoloured hair had fallen out of her cap, and was now giving random Pidgeys heart attacks.
"Did anyone hear that? I've got soup in my ears." Pikachu asked his Elite Commandos.
"No, I'm still in this pit."
"No, I was trying to get these Geodude plushies off Staryu."
"I heard her! She said that she'd warped time and space so that a week-long journey took about ten seconds. Not that great, I can do that with my hands tied behind my back. It's just a matter of compressing..."
"Togepi, we all know you're the standard Uber-Powerful Time-Biding Pokemon. Shut up already."
Togepi subsided into annoyed silence, muttering something along the lines of 'When I rule the universe, you'll be sorry you said that.'
"If you're so powerful, why don't you fight Celandine?" Starmie demanded.
Togepi looked affronted. "And blow my cover? Never!"
Pikachu opened his mouth to say something very cutting and witty to Togepi. "Prepare for trouble!"
"Huh?"
"What was that?"
"What's Pikachu saying that for?"
"That wasn't me!" Pikachu snapped, mildly annoyed that his moment had been ruined. "Team Rocket must have arrived." 'Finally,' he added to himself.
"Uh, Pikachu? It's not Team Rocket." Vulpix said, leaping onto a treestump for a better view. "At least, it's not our Team Rocket."
"Our Team Rocket? What 'our Team Rock..." Pikachu began, scrambling up onto the treestump beside Vulpix. Black uniforms. Green and orange hair. Confident smirks. Oh, bugger.